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She kept the first hand around my rod. Sammy noticed, “This must feel wonderful to you too.”
I nodded. The water had started to cool so we cleaned ourselves quickly in the lukewarm water. I could feel my rod pushing against her grasp. They were now both playing for the same college team. She looked at me with a tired, dreamy smile. It was nearly the same intensity as the first one. I set the bottle down and son we were exploring each other’s body, lathering them up in the process. She had told me privately that she had thought about committing suicide, if she didn’t make the team,” Sammy
